Here's the last preview track before the release of HOWLS OF EBB's upcoming debut album "Vigils From The 3rd Eye." This time we chose a shorter and extremely venomous song called "The Arc. The Vine. The Blight"...

Very good and original sounding. I was immediately attracted to the band name and the cover is great as well.
The drummer is obviously crazy but sounds great. The thin production (to my ear) seems to work with the overall approach!_________________CATHOLIC WITCHES ARRIVED IN A GROVE..
OUR BODY A SHRINE TO THE PAGAN OVERLORD..

"This is one of a precious few death metal records I've heard lately where the immediate reaction wasn't to compare it to album A by artists B and C. (...) A fresh invigoration which takes a few liberties with the form while retaining the morbid, unnerving narrative of extreme metal."

"This is more than a collection of songs, this is an experience that has been carefully crafted and shaped for maximum effect. I’d love to mention a favorite track but they’re all so evenly matched I’ll just urge you to listen and decide for yourself which one you like best."

Probably one if the worst/most laughable album covers I've seen in awhile, music is cool though.

The author of the cover is Wiley Trieff, a very talented artist with whom I've already worked for the Serpent Ascending release.

I think that the acid colours and the absurd, unsettling and naif characters of his paintings fit very well with Howls Of Ebb's unique metal vision. Here it was important to have the right atmosphere and something as weird and feverish as the music.

Recently, Wiley Trieff's paintings have been chosen by the famous occult publisher Ixaxaar (http://www.ixaxaar.com/) to illustrate a book dedicated to European witchcraft and sorcery, out in 2014.

A new enthusiastic review of HOWLS OF EBB's "Vigils Of The 3rd Eye" appearead today at VOICES FROM THE DARKSIDE zine:

"Does anyone remember obscure US (Black) / Death acts like NEPENTHE who became LIGEIA then KING CARNAGE (actually their mighty fine 2013 album was reviewed on these unholy pages here)? Well, all these bands are the precursors or in some way connected to HOWLS OF EBB whose 2014 debut invites you all to enter a realm of bizarre yet ancient sounding, gloomy Death Metal somewhere between the macabre glory of AUTOPSY and the dissonance of VOIVOD plus X. The X consists of a constant interplay of calm, slightly jazzy sections and brain-melting off-kilter guitar riffs or noises creating an intense and for me, irresistible atmosphere on the fine line between sheer insanity and controlled, song-oriented darkness. With its hardly distorted guitar sound, vocals - raw, well phrased mid-range roars - and drums mixed very upfront the sound aficionados among you might yell this sounds like shit, but I have hardly heard a record this year that dragged me so quickly in its ominous, twisted sonic flow. To me “Vigils Of The 3rd Eye” is astonishing David Lynch-ian Death Metal with insane dwarfs cutting the curtains inside the black lodge. It’s irritating, occasionally sounds completely wrong (e.g. the manic staccato of blast beats in 'Opulent Ghouls... Blessed Be Thy End'), brilliantly hypnotic ('Illucid Illuminati Of The Dark'), atmospheric, lunatic, fascinating. “Vigils Of The 3rd Eye” surely is not made for everyone, it might be a tough nut to crack at first yet it does not overtax your sweet little ears with full-on craziness from start to finish. With relish it dances organically and swiftly from straight forward Death Metal over ambience to the aforementioned wickedness. Amazing."

If I decide to do a vinyl version, it'll be a double LP, for the best audio result.

I'm glad you like the album, you have to know that I got in touch with the band when the singer/guitarist bought a copy of "To Endotaton" LP from my store...

Another great review from the AVE NOCTUM zine (8,5/10):

"If we can, for a moment, try to divide the output of the extreme metal scene into the good, the bad and the downright ugly, there is absolutely no question that that Howls of Ebb fall headlong into the foul mud and foetid grime of the third category. To say Vigils of the 3rd Eye grabs your attention would be an understatement. Its more that it lumbers towards you, slavering from its leering maw and infecting the very ground on which it walks. Simply standing in the path of its shambling, discordantly reverberating advance is enough to make you feel that whatever gods of law and order forged this reality are losing their grip. While you sweat and shiver as its disease envelops your frame, you have no alternative but to give yourself up to the sickness. And, as with all chaos, the more you gaze upon it and the more it wraps itself around you, the more it begins to make sense to your distorted senses.

Howls of Ebb is the bastard son of death and black metal but without any hint of the blackened death that might suggest. More like something much looser and to the far left of Beherit or The Ruins of Beverast with buzzing guitars that are so down-tuned they almost compete head on with the baselines. But in reality, Howls of Ebb is to both those genres what Motörhead was to thrash metal. So much on a path of its own that comparisons are a little hard to come by even if it is tempting to offer them up. It’s got black edges most definitely but it’s also very sweaty and unkempt, in the final analysis, just dirty, dirty heavy metal. Tracks like The Arc, The Vine, The Blight, throw up plenty of skull-pan shaking flat notes and have a complete lack of regard for convention that make Vigils refreshing. But the clattering and blaring of songs like Martian Terrors Limbonic Steps and Of Heel, Cyst And Lung gradually begins to peel back after a couple of spins and Howls of Ebb begin to reveal their purpose. Vigils of the 3rd Eye, as the song itself demonstrates, is purely and simply about projecting another plane of reality into your brain.

The last three tracks, including the title track and then close to 20 minutes of pure, deconstructed death metal groove plunge you into a mesh of carefully organised bedlam. An intriguing cacophony in which you can hear every snare, bassline twang and breathless growth from singer zEleFthANd (no, I did not just slump onto my keyboard in an adjective-induced seizure, that is his name – otherwise known as Patrick Brown…). In short, Vigils is something to behold, if you can bear to stare long enough. A growing sore that you will eventually scratch and pick at in ignorance of its deeper corruptive effect. What I mean to say is: don’t blame me if everything else sounds a bit rubbish after you manage to switch it off again."